The one where they finally get on with it!
‘I guess today’s the day we’re gonna see if my time on stage was really deserved one, eh Chat’
I always thought that you need to tone down the intensity of your act down a notch.
Maybe it’s the intensity that’ll sell it today. This is going to be fun.
Honey, with us you’re gonna discover the meaning of fun. I mean we put the fun in destruction.
…….There's no fun in destruction…
‘Like chat said, we put the fuckin’thing in there. Now come on, remember the plan??’
A big blinding light and flash of white light in your eyes.
And distorted voices. Don’t forget about that little gem.
I think it's a little too much but whatever.
And with the plan down I started making my way down to the kitchen for breakfast. The past two years have been very informational, if a little boring but I'll take boring over being unprepared any time. At Least I still knew what life was gonna throw my way, of course, there were a couple of times when fate managed to get the drop on me.
I still remember the day when some mail came from the muggle side and I got first to look at our address- 15 Heathgate, Hampstead Garden Suburb, London, England, UK. which didn't strike me as odd until I heard my grandparents talk about some neighbours and eventually a name was tossed in that caused me to lose control over magic for a second, `Grangers`.
Do you know these people? Mage asked the moment we were in the room alone.
‘Their daughter will be at Hogwarts.’ Thinking about the fact that Hermione Granger lives so fuckin’close to me.
And she’s one of the most important characters in this story.
Okay… so what's the problem??
‘It’s not a problem, it's just…. This is extremely unexpected.’
Well then go with the flow, life will throw a lot of extremely unexpected situations at you. You can’t throw a tantrum every time something doesn’t go according to your neatly laid out plan!
‘I wasn’t throwing a tantrum, I was just surprised that’s all.’
Lord Sam, it seems to your surprise you shattered two plates on the dinner table. Chat said in a perfect Darth Sidious voice.
‘Feck off you dark bastard wannabe. We’ll deal with this situation when we come across it, until then let's ignore it.’
Thinking about that day I reached the kitchen, and with a little effort I climbed the seat and finally settled in.
My motor functions have been developing at a rapid pace which has also been contributed by the fact that I already had a good idea regarding what to do, considering that I have already spent 21 years perfecting every single mobile function I can perform with my body.
The only hiccup is learning all of it again which is really not fun when you pick up something after two years of inactivity. I still think about how difficult it’ll be to learn pen and ring rolling again.
I was just thinking about this when my mother placed my breakfast in front of me, with the proper amount of spices in it, thank god for that.
Seriously, how is it that the British ruled over us for more than 80 years and never learned how to season their food properly?? I mean 400 years of hoarding spices yet they don’t use it, like seriously??’
Are we on this topic again??
‘I'm sorry but it has been a massive cultural shock to me, so you can at least understand my conundrum here.’ I said a little irritatedly.
Of course, I can understand, after all, I'm a part of you.
Are we done complaining over the lack of spices? Can we get on with it?
Once more I started paying attention to my family and their talk which was revolving around ministry. This can be a perfect trigger I thought to myself and began to look out for some sort of significant term that can be a good trigger when my grandfather started talking about the unspeakable from DOM and then I started the light show
Grabbing the ambient magic I made a few golden lights around me and started swirling them. Making the atmosphere around us a little bit thick and chilly, I started floating a little bit while also levitating all the utensils I could around me. Making my eyes completely murky white I started screaming as if in pain which sounded a little too intense with Mage enhancing it.
After a few seconds, I completely let go of the magic and just dropped to the ground. It was then I looked around and saw the mess I had made of the room. It seems I exercised more power than I anticipated and lifted anything that was not nailed to the ground.
I was thinking about this when suddenly my mother picked me up and with wide fearful eyes started looking me over and my grandmother started firing off detection spells, it was then I realized that I was breathing a little too harshly and deeply. Well, that’ll help me sell what I have in mind, quickly bringing tears to my eyes I started bawling my eyes out.
After at least a few minutes I finally opened my eyes and looked at my family who were all looking at me with concern, maybe I have taken this charade a little too far and quietly uttered my first words
“He’ll be back…… he’s not dead”
“Who’ll be back, love?” One look at my mother and I understood that she was thinking about Regulus. Fuck!! I hate doing this to her.
“Voldemort” At this everyone suddenly flinched and looked at me as if I had grown another head.
“What are you talking about son?” my grandfather asked
“he‘s still alive, he's a bloody wraith right now, it was just his body that was destroyed. He’ll be back.”
“How do you know about this Cass?” Finally, my grandmother asked the right question.
“I saw it. Somehow I saw the next 16 years, there were a lot of big jumps but I lived the entire thing. I saw so much, I saw the fall of the entire statue of secrecy, I saw the entire magical race make a final stand against the muggles for their survival and I watched all of them die one by one until no one remained, no one. All of this is because of just one person. I have walked in traps and situations that were all devised by the mind of a madman and watched myself fail over and over again trying to take him down. I have seen things you wouldn't believe, and I have lost things that no one will ever understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told, knowledge that must never be spoken. Or our entire world will end as we know it. Everything will end. Everyone will die, no muggle no magician just a barren piece of rock floating in space!!
“Oh my god you’re a seer” my grandfather finally spoke up after looking at me horrified and digesting what I had just told them.
“I couldn’t care less what he’s right now. All that I know is that he’s traumatized and he needs rest”
Without hesitation, my mother picked me up and took me to my room. And after getting me settled down she finally spoke while kneeling down next to my bed so that she was on my eye level.
“I'm so sorry that you had to see all of that Cass, don’t worry I'll do whatever I can to protect you from this.” After that, she finally stood up. “Please don’t hesitate to wake me up if you need anything.”
“I won’t Mom, and I'm glad that you’re here.”
“Goodnight love”
“Goodnight Mom”
Well …..that was certainly a good show you put up.
When you said intensity I was definitely not expecting that
‘I stole the entire thing from a Doctor Who just tweaked a few words that's all'
I noticed, I still remember that amazing song in that episode. Rings of Azkaban or something.
“It was definitely not Azkaban”
So what's next? How will you proceed now?
‘Like how we were proceeding but with a little more leeway, none of my family will look at me twice for using magic that I shouldn't know or for speaking or acting too mature for my age.’
That is if you’ve not already scared them into running away from Britain already.
…………..
"………….oh fuuuckk"
Definitely not a breeze.